It was the day after Valentine’s Day, when I first walked through the door
I came in search of pies and pints
was too late. Timings didn’t match up and I had to catch a train
We chose to stay anyway
for toasted Leeds Bread Co-op sourdough drizzled in olive oil, butter pats sinking into each slice ready for spreading with salsa verde for more spreading and a pint
A slice of toast
made me miss Leeds more than ever before
The Brunswick showed me how much more was hiding in this city, which I still wanted to discover.
Your roast wins them all
every roast I eat I benchmark against yours and it’s tough competition
wintry Sundays, cosy Sundays, hungover groggy Sundays, meeting the family Sundays, lazy Sundays, just seeing some friends Sundays, treat yourself Sundays
those cheesy leeks
yours for life, on the house, if you commit
tattoo The Brunswick onto your body
I’ve considered it before.
Mid-week treats of burgers chips and pint, fried chicken chips and pint
salty chip fingers, double patties drenched in Emmental and Monterey Jack cheese, a plate of utter beigeness that’s all mine
pairing this with frozen margaritas because why not
It’s only Wednesday
and food like this needs to be celebrated.
I came back to try other people’s food. Pop-ups, tasters, supper clubs
all hosted at The Brunswick, giving other people a platform to showcase
what else is hiding in Leeds
filling us up with everything from ramen to hangover cones, sending us on our way to go and eat at new places
community; collaboration; good food.
This is where I saw in the new year
2019 going on 2020
I jumped up and down to all the classics, drank £1 pints of cask ale and sang Auld Lang Syne
No idea how quickly that would all change
I didn’t manage to get back to The Brunswick for a long time.
now you celebrate 6 years of being The Brunswick
of being a household name in Leeds
with community, collaboration, good food
and pints of course
Please don’t ever change.
The Brunswick, 82 North Street, Leeds LS2 7PN